RUMPS-R-US
Wring your hands at this senseless carnage
Dope fueled, skinhead, white bread bullies
They know the Constitution protects their vomit
From your non-retaliation which isn't much better
From the Numb-Nut fathers afraid of the danger
The chicken-shit hoods run the neighborhood bunkers
Payin' off the Heat, busy jumpin' jay-walkers
Or chasin' the homeless behind the Dempsey Dumpster
Or save the street urchins from wino dribble
Butt-hole barter or even prostitution
So, if you gonna do the time
May as well do the crime
You'll be throttled in the shower, at the midnight hour
Take it like a man, when the Brothers smoke your ham
It only hurts, they say, if you put up a fight
That's no reason to enjoy it
And you never know, you might!
It’s all just conjecture to me, of course
I've never been reamed by a two-legged horse!
So, who are the criminals?
Who are the Thieves?
Who are the Murderers?
Laughing in your face?
Don't you think it's funny?
That you turned in your gun
You know the State will protect you
Just dial 9-1-1
Sucker!
Just dial that 9-1-1!!!
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